tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280037492011-04-21T19:44:20.188-05:00PMPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00227550984902644373noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28003749.post-1150010963929104022006-06-11T02:24:00.000-05:002006-06-11T02:29:23.936-05:00

So I hare tomorrow. MY trail. This is my first trail. So, yeah, i hared with fish a couple of months ago... that really wasn't my virgin hare... I didn't get to scout... I didn't even get a say in where we laid trail... I just laid flower where I was told. But this is my trail. I thought of it... I scouted it with my mom... Then I ran it at least two more times... and tomorrow morning I get to

PMPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00227550984902644373noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28003749.post-1148323742374651782006-05-22T13:48:00.000-05:002006-05-22T13:49:02.383-05:00

Justin Lee McKinnerneyWe will miss you.....

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So the first thing is you stand in front of them, waiting. Then someone else shows up. You've pressed the button already, but they always feel the need to press it again, like maybe you didn't press it hard enough or something. A few more people show up, and you all stand there in silence, trying not to make eye contact or stand near anyone else's bubble of space. You feel slight releif when the

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Hey there. PMP here. New blogger :)

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